A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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Pata na chala wp kab kisi or ka naseeb hone lage

Ek pal me unhone hamein bhula diya

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Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

Sugar is sweet,

And I love you.

Stay Here My Love

Listen to my heart as it screams your name.

Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.

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I would live in your love as the sea-grasses live in the sea,
Borne up by each wave as it passes,

Enjoy Life!

Life's too short to be wasted.

It passes just once, so make the most out of it.

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Watan Ke Liye Apni Parwah Mat Kar

 

Hawaaon Se Lehrna Hai Toh

Faisle Ka Intzaar Mat Kar

Watan Ki Aabro

NAA CHAHAT KA KOI NAAM HOTA HAI.....

NAA CHAHAT KA KOI NAAM HOTA HAI..... 

NAA USKA KOI PATA HOTA HAI.......

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